Three o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the Tokyo headquarters of the Special Division was brightly lit, and the sound of cars stopping could be heard.

Soon, dozens of people appeared at the deserted door.

After Amano got out of the car, he tightened his clothes. Several bodyguards tried to follow him, but they were all stopped by him.

Compared to other people who got off the car and showed a tired face, Amano Kana can be regarded as energetic.

After all, young and energetic.

"Hinata-sama." Amano Kana saw the person who got off the car next to him and hurriedly greeted him.

Hinata is the oldest person in the think tank, having been in the think tank for more than twenty years.

Although the older a person is, the slower his reaction and the more loose his mind becomes. It can be seen that there are many weirdness, and I have accumulated a wealth of experience, and many times I can put forward a sharp opinion.

"Soa-kun." Hinata smiled, and as he grew old, he was called up in the middle of the night, looking out of his spirits.

People from other think tanks also greeted each other one after another.

Soon, twelve people arrived in the conference room.

As soon as they came in, everyone subconsciously frowned.

Clean and spacious meeting room with smoke in the air.

"It's all here."

Kohei Kimura, who was sitting in the first place, was holding a slender pipe at this time, and he saw everyone's faces. He staggered to his feet and opened the window next to him to let the smoke clear.

"Section Chief!"

Everyone said hello, and they all felt a pang in their hearts when they saw this.

Hinata, in particular, has a solemn face.

Because Mr. Kimura quit smoking ten years ago, he hasn't seen the other person pick up a pipe for ten years.

But now is not the time to ask.

As the twelve sat in their seats, a group of uniformed paramedic entered the door.

One by one, they were holding the instruments for drawing blood, and their expressions were restrained. The twelve people of the think tank, skillfully rolled up their sleeves.

Seeing that Hinata also rolled up his sleeves, Amano said directly, "Hinata-sama, don't smoke it, smoke mine." ”

And some of the others who were about to speak, when they heard this, were silent.

Hearing this, Hinata paused, did not refuse, and smiled, "Then thank you So-kun." ”

The lives of the twelve members of the think tank are connected, and the blood in their bodies is also assimilated.

Pouring their blood into twelve different cups would also only detect that it was the same person's blood.

If one person dies, then the remaining eleven will also die instantly. So Hinata's physical problems are also what the other eleven people have been paying attention to.

After all, he is the oldest, and Hinata knows this well, so he has never refused everyone's kindness.

When a total of 2400cc of blood was drawn from eleven people, an assistant entered the conference room with a dark red laptop.

The assistant places the computer on the table and opens the lid. It can be clearly seen that the power button is replaced by a pitch-black hole, which leads to nowhere.

The assistant lifted the cup full of blood and slowly poured it into the hole.

When the 2400cc blood is poured in, the dark red laptop automatically turns on.

Seeing this, the assistant put the computer in place and lowered his head slightly, "Section leader, it's on." ”

Kimura nodded, and the assistant respectfully withdrew and closed the door to the conference room.

Kohei Kimura put down his pipe as he controlled the computer.

After turning on the computer, the interface is pitch black.

There is only one glowing hard drive on the desktop of the computer.

The name is...

Memory hard drives.

Tap on the hard drive and there are many folders in it.

He clicked on one of the folders, and there were twelve folders with their names noted on them, and twelve 'complete memory files' with names prefixed with them.

He dragged the 'full memory files' into each folder with their names.

When the twelve documents were dragged and dropped, Kimura Kohei looked up at the twelve members of the think tank.

It took about a minute for all to open their eyes.

I didn't know why the section chief summoned them to come to the special class at three o'clock in the middle of the night, so they were all confused.

Now his eyes are clear, and when he thinks of the expression of Section Chief Kimura just now, everyone has a solemn meaning.

Especially Amano Kana, as a young man, he has an active mind and reacts quickly.

"Section Chief, is there an accident with the 'God'?"

This question made everyone look at Kohei Kimura.

"Yes."

Kohei Kimura sighed slightly, and he told him what had just happened.

I thought that the 'God' had killed the Hell Maiden.

As a result, when he left Mount Kinabalu and was about to go back, he got the news.

Hell Communications is a site that you can continue to browse.

Not only that, but Hell Communications, which was originally only available in Tokyo, is now available all over Japan.

In some areas, there have even been examples of sudden death.

This made him, who had always been unpeaceful, couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart. Even pick up a pipe and smoke the cigarette that has been quitting for ten years.

The 'God' killed the Hell Maiden and became stronger. But the hell girl didn't die, and the killing area expanded to all of Japan?

Or did his actions anger the hell girl?

Yes, in Kimura's opinion, perhaps he provoked the hell girl. This allowed Hell Girl to cover the killing rules all of Japan.

Of course...

There is another possibility.

"There are two rules for the Hell Maiden?" After Hinata listened, her eyes froze, "After coming back from the dead, the area covered by her killing rules will be wider?" ”

"Then that's too incomprehensible, isn't it?"

"Maybe it's not unsolvable, in fact, it can crack the law of hell girl, but we know too little information."

"It's possible that it's just a simple revenge from the hell girl, don't forget that the other party has emotional thoughts."

"According to the section leader, the hellgirl should have seen God and died once." Amano straightened out his thoughts, and he seemed to have grasped the key, "But God has a rule, and that is to imagine is to die." ”

"Now that the Hellmaiden has seen God and died. This means that the hell girl can't resist God, so how can she continue to live? ”

Hearing this, everyone calmed down and thought about it, and felt that it made sense.

Why do people in think tanks make a copy of their memories on their hard drives and delete them every time they leave the conference room?

It is because 'God' has a rule that imaginary is death.

The gods have an image, but they are limited to the sacred mountain.

Therefore, everyone does not know what image God exists in the world, they only know that these rules are summed up by countless predecessors with their lives.

If they knew God's rule of killing, they would not be able to refrain from thinking about it. The thinking on the surface may be able to restrain it, but the subconscious mind cannot.

Even if you haven't seen the image of God, as long as you accidentally make up the image of God. Then at the moment of imagination, it will die.

Not to mention that the hell girl has looked directly and seen God.

Even if the other party is resurrected, the hell girl with thoughts and emotions will die immediately as long as the image of God appears in her mind.

Even decades ago, before he died, an Overseer made it clear that he didn't want to imagine it, but he couldn't restrain it.

That's the horror of the Imagine Death rule.

This is also the reason why their think tank wants to delete their memories, just to make them not have any information about 'God' in their memories, so as to avoid having to make up the image of 'God' in their brains.

Of course, there is a precondition for imagining death.

That is, you must clearly know that there is a strange existence of 'God' in this world.

"You mean to say that maybe there are other thinking weirdos who helped the hellgirls?"

Although Hinata is old, she has a lot of knowledge and a keen sense of smell, and she quickly understands what Amano Kanaku means.

Nata Amano nodded, and then everyone fell silent.

It's a bold guess, but it's also the most realistic, and also... The scariest.

Is there a future for humanity when the weird unite and help each other?

"Use the 'god' to kill the hellgirl again, so that her killing area will continue to expand."

At this time, a middle-aged man who sat at the end, often silent, spoke.

His eyes flickered and dimmed because of the light in the room.